The lonely turtle

The turtle is born alone. It scrambles and scurries with fear in his eyes. Prowlers are on the hunt. Theres no guidace but a drive. A drive to run towards a goal. Where are his supports. No where to be seen. He makes it! But barely he does. The drive oh the drive. The ambition and more. The brothers and sisters they have all dissapeared. The mother and father are no where near. But that one little turtle with no support or guidance made it through to the end All alone.